Can I get that overnighted, please?Posted: February 19, 2011 Filed under: baseball, breast cancer | Tags: Alex Rodriguez, baseball, breast cancer, cancer battle, DIEP, funny t-shirts, Jacoby Ellsbury, JD Drew, needlepoint, NESN, new boobs, plastic surgery, recovery, Red Sox 9 Comments
I like funny t-shirts. I like snarky, funny t-shirts even better. Or is it redundant to say “snarky” and “funny?” Are there people who don’t think snarky is funny? If so, I have no use for them. Trevor’s grandma, Petie, had a cute little needlepoint pillow on her couch in the sitting room of her Salisbury, North Carolina, home that says “If you don’t have anything nice to say, come sit by me.” I’ve always ascribed to that point of view.
I don’t have a picture of Petie’s pillow, but found this one by using the Google. Now I’m wondering why in the world I don’t own one of these pillows? It would make me smile every time I spied it. It’s the little things, people.
While looking for an image of that cute little pillow, I found this:
For those of you who are uninitiated into all things Red Sox, that foxy number 46 is my boy crush, Jacoby Ellsbury. He now wears number 2 on his jersey, though looks no less foxy. That’s JD Drew crouched next to him, close enough to whisper in Ell’s ear (lucky bastard). I’m sure they were discussing some serious strategy, or maybe making fun of Dora (aka Alex Rodriguez) who is such a tool and deserves to be made fun of at every possible opportunity.
But I digress.
Here’s the real reason for today’s post (although it could easily become all about Ells. Last season was a long, dry boring one for me because Ells was hurt. Not just hurt, but rehabbing in Arizona, so not even in the dugout and available for close-ups or slow pans by the ever competent NESN camera guys. It was a long season indeed. But Ells is back and ready for action and hopefully lots of on-screen time.)
But seriously, back to the real reason for today’s post.
Look what I found.
Just what I’ve been looking for.
But wow, what bad luck to have found it so close to the Resurrection, instead of during the long months of walking around with a chest flat enough to play quarters on, with no explanation. Ok, that is some seriously bad sentence construction, but you get the drift. I’ve had a freakishly flat chest for a long time, and have longed for a shirt that tells the world that change is underfoot. Or, undershirt, as the case may be. I got that chance with my “cupcakes” shirt, but I can’t very well wear that every day. I hate doing laundry, and wearing my cupcakes shirt every day would require a lot more of that chore.
So I probably need the “under construction” shirt, too. Although, can someone please explain to me why the shirt is modeled by a guy???
Now that is just weird.
But I still want the shirt. Wonder how fast I can get it?
So did you order it? Or are you still dreaming Jacoby Smoochbury?
Seriously. Did you order it or shall I? You need a thneed!
With today’s technology, you can probably get it by noon! I’d rather have a tee-shirt with hottie Ellsbury on it, though. Actually….it’s Rafa for me!! 🙂
I saw one recently in a catalog with the pink ribbon on it that said “Fight like a girl”! I like that one.
I have never seen a picture of that human male… but that’s all over now.
I love the idea of JD Drew whispering into Jacoby Ellsbury’s ear. It’s so sweet. Maybe one day they’ll go on the DL together.
I have a dear friend who had a double mastectomy. She then went through 18 grueling months of chemo and radiation therapy. (Because of the radiation, reconstruction was not an option.) Her wonderful husband had 12 oversized soft cotton “sleep shirts” printed up and gave them to her the day after she had her surgery. They said:
” beautiful beyond words.
YOU ARE loved beyond measure.
always in my heart.”
By the time she finished her therapy, she had lost all her hair and looked like a refugee from a concentration camp — which is why he’d had the printing on them reversed, so it was only readable when she was looking in a mirror.
Fantastic! What a thoughtful husband. Those words must have had enormous healing for your friend. Thanks for sharing that. 🙂